"You scoundrel! If you keep talking nonsense, get out!"
Daemon Lancaster roared in displeasure, and Callum Lancaster instantly wilted. Though he looked disgruntled, he didn't dare say anything further.
Maximilian Lancaster shot a glance of obvious disdain at his brother, then turned back to continue discussing strategies with their father.
"Dad, relying solely on Avery's words isn't sufficient evidence. After all, a little tussle isn't a big deal, and besides, the uncles and aunts in the family might not necessarily believe a housekeeper's words."
"What kind of evidence counts then? Do we need to catch them in bed together to prove infidelity?"
Callum Lancaster interjected suddenly, prompting Daemon Lancaster to glare at him again. Before he could reprimand him, his eldest son, Maximilian, nodded thoughtfully.
"Pretty much. Evidence is needed for everything, otherwise it's just baseless accusations. We might even be counter-sued for slander by Joseph Lancaster."
